Thursday, November 3, 2016

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feels like a sunday..
this day after the world champions of champions
cubs
having grinched the curse and wrung it out dry


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saint james cathedral
on my knees
the church of baseball

all soul's day
tied up in sixes

gabriel faure's requiem

slipping out of my pew
to our blessed holy mother

$2 bill in hand..
a candle for all the mother's
a candle for the cubs fans
a candle for the cubs..

17 minute rain delay!!
divine intervention

right after holy communion
and the sign of peace...

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the great sea change.....

history says, don't hope
on this side of the grave.
but then, once in a lifetime
the longed-for tidal wave
of justice can rise up,
and hope and history rhyme.
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believe that further shore
is reachable from here.
believe in miracles
and cures and healing wells.
                        ~ seamus heaney


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